Trees like skeletons reach to the sky.

Winds blow dust clouds across the horizon

Skulls rest on sand dunes where vultures fly.

Deserted houses in ruins surround me

Wide gapping holes hold darkness and fear.

Spiders and snakes, bats and lizards

Scurry across timbers only ghosts can hear.

Icy gusts charge in making me shiver

Where specters, phantoms and spirits are lost.

Over by the church yard where black cats scurry

Tall grave stones are covered with creeping moss.

The ground beneath my feet trembles

In the distance comes Satan rolling in on his cart.

Total darkness creeps up and engulfs me

Terror resides deep in my heart.